Magic

Paper dolls, paper hearts, paper wings All disposable until filled with inked dreams The doll will waltz in swirling calligraphy …

I sit here …

I sit here shivering in the cold Of my silence, built by my walls I dream of healing within the …

Burn with me

We burned blue flames  in the grey cold of  a forgotten day We danced a tempo defined by the tempest …

My Fault

I measure his love by the ferocity of trembles as his body enters mine. I quantify his desire by the …

Presently Absent

She forgets she is forgotten. She seeks the invisible, A reflection concealed by his words.  She yearns to be wanted. …